Fuckin gangsta, kid

Ahh im so fucking set right now. Sitting in burger king watching people. Its the one in allston next to the silhouette-good people watchin spot. Pardon the typos. Got wads of cash in my bag from the show, eating this only slightly gross burger that tastes like fake smoke, theyre playing some sweet light rock and im hung over, haggard and buzzed from sharing my bed last night. Not even sex. Better than that. Got drunk with a friend of mine, watched my pregnant roommate smoke buds, then we were looking at my coin collection -laugh it up- and he made a move on me. I couldnt fucking believe it. Sometimes you never see it comin. I was in the bathroom cracking my knuckles and getting my game face on-like lets do this. Youve woken the beast, my friend- and then no sex. I didnt know what to do. It was like getting handed a scalpel in an er. What am i supposed to do with this? Im a tart. Thats what i do. aside from that im lost. It was great. end of the month im possibly gonna be living right near the belmont-clark intersection in chicago. Fuck dude. Im a runner. Cant ever settle. Ever.